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I OWN NOTHING; I DO NOT OWN FROZEN OR/AND RISE OF THE GUARDIANS.
Jack sits in the doorway of the large, ice castle, watching Elsa create ice in her hands, trying to control it. All day and night, Elsa has been outside in the snow, trying to learn how to control her powers and Jack has been there by her side all the way. Giving her advice every now and then, but really, she had to do this on her own. She needs to learn how to control her powers and how to control the power and not let the power control her.
The Guardian's eyebrows knit together as he watches her throw her hands up in frustration. For the last hour, she's been trying to unfreeze the tree that's a few feet ahead of her, but every time she tries to unfreeze it, she sends another dagger of ice through it.
Elsa hasn't taken a single break and by the looks of it, it doesn't look like she'll be stopping anytime soon. Jack frowns and stands up, holding his staff in one hand, as he hops down the stairs made out of ice and walks up to her. She needs a break and that's exactly what he's going to give her. Whether she likes it or not.
"Elsa?" His gentle voice breaks the silence of the outside. Snow falls from the white clouds that are scattered along the night sky, keeping the mountain freezing cold and snowy.
Surprised at his sudden appearance, she spins around and he has to duck when a shard of ice comes flying towards his head. Elsa gasps, her hands flying to her mouth as she watches the ice fly right passed him and slowly the Guardian stand back up straight, his eyes wide.
"Oops?" She offers a guilty smile and then sighs, rubbing her arm nervously, "Sorry about that. I'm still working on the whole 'controlling' thing." She pushes a lock of her platinum hair behind her ear, raising an eyebrow, "What are you doing?"
Rubbing the back of his neck, Jack shrugs one of his shoulders, "I thought you could use a break. You've been working at this since early this morning; it's time you took a break and relaxed! C'mon, what do you say?"
"Jack I really should continue working at this… I still need a lot more practiced and if I ever want to return to Arendelle and get rid of that snow storm to bring back summer I really need to-" She starts rambling, but his next question cuts her off, leaving her stunned.
"Do you want to build a snowman?" He asks, a sparkle twinkling in his ice blue eyes as he smiles at her.
Elsa stares up at him, her mouth dropping open as those simple seven words, which bring back so many memories. She takes a step back as a frown forms on her lips as her eyes widen slightly as her mind tries to comprehend his words. His question. That oh so familiar question. "What did you just say?"
Confused, Jack narrows his eyes at her and asks his question a bit slower and clearer, "I said, do you want to build a snowman?" When she takes another step back away from him, he begins to worry. "Elsa, what's wrong? Are you okay? I mean, if you have something against snowmans than I perfectly understand and all-"
"No, no it's not that. I… it's just… that question." She sighs, looking down at the snow covered ground. "Those seven words have haunted me for so long… they still do."
"What do you mean?" Jack Frost asks, clearly confused at what the Snow Queen is talking about right now.
Elsa runs her hand through her hair and bites down on her lower lip, trying to keep her voice from cracking when she speaks. How should she exactly word this? How does she explain this to him? She surely can trust him, but it took her so long to try to forget those words… that question. She tried running from it, but part of her past caught up with her, finally. "Jack, you see, remember when I told you how I had to keep my distance from my sister because I didn't want to hurt her again and she couldn't find out about my powers? Well, every single day while I was locked up in my room, she would stand in front of my door, begging me to come out and play with her." Elsa's eyes slowly look up to meet Jack's eyes.
She swallows the lump in her throat and continues, "Every day my sister Anna would come by my door after seeing the snow out the window and ask me to come build a snowman with her. She would ask me to come out my door and she doesn't get to see me anymore. I cried in my room, hearing the pleading sound in her voice. All she wanted to do was spend time with me and I pushed her away. I ignored her. She would say how we used to be best buddies… and now we're not. We were so young… we were only children and she was so alone. She just wanted to know why at least. Why I didn't come out… why I didn't build a snowman with her."
A tear rolls down her cheek as the memories replay in her head. "I would tell her to go away and she would say okay… but she would always come back the next day. We were getting older now and she would still come by my door, knocking on it and asking in a cheery voice, ' do you want to build a snowman?' Meanwhile, I was locked away in my room, scared. Oh, I was so scared. My powers were getting stronger and the gloves my parents gave me weren't working. I was scared I would hurt my own parents."
Elsa looks away from Jack again, trying to hold back the tears, but failing miserably, "It came a time where Anna would no longer come by my door, asking if I would build a snowman with her. Our parents were going away for two weeks and… and they never came back. After they died… Anna knocked on my door finally, her voice so broken and so sad. She called out my name; she knew I was in there and so many people were asking where I've been. It was hard for her to have courage after that kind of lost, I felt the same way; she even told me how she was there for me, I just had to open the door. I just had to let her in. She was right when she told me we only had each other. It was just her and I and I never opened that door. She sat by my door, so broken and upset, and still, those seven words left her lips and it broke my heart. Today it still does. She asked in such a sad, lifeless, shaky voice, 'do you want to build a snowman?' I leaned against the door also, both of us so close, but so far away. I sat there and cried and she did the same."
Jack stands there, staring down at the broken girl who has had such a hard time coping with everything. To her, these powers that she possesses are nothing, but a curse. She lost her childhood with her sister and when their parents died, all she had left was her sister, and she couldn't even have that. She had no one. She's been alone her entire life and now here she is, regretting all the lost time wasted with her younger sister.
"Elsa," Jack says slowly, quietly, "she always did and always will know that you love her. Now that she knows about the powers you possess, I'm sure she understands. She understands you didn't want to hurt her and you were keeping your distance to protect her. Anna loves you, I'm sure of that. Believe me, she knows and she loves you so much."
Elsa manages a small smile before pulling Jack Frost into a tight hug; wrapping her slender arms around his neck and his arms immediately go to wrap around her waist. They stay like that for a long time, never wanting to leave each other's embrace, but when they finally do pull apart, Jack wipes away her tears with his thumb and smiles down at her, "Elsa… do you want to build a snowman?"
She's been wanting to say 'yes' to this question ever since she was a young girl. She smiles, now she can. She nods her head as she wipes the remaining tears off her cheeks, taking his hand in hers, "Yes, yes I would love to."
The two of them instantly get working on their snowman; rolling the snow into three balls, one large, one medium sized, and one small, for the head. Jack picks up the medium sized snowball and places it on the large ball, smiling at how perfect it looks and fits.
Elsa smiles as she carefully picks up the head of the snowman and places it gently on the medium sized snowball, making it look like a snowman. She laughs, "Anna and I once built a snowman before she lost her memories. We named him Olaf. Oh, he was such a wonderful snowman. Actually, he looked a lot like this one."
He laughs, "Olaf Junior than?"
"Definitely." Elsa agrees as she grabs two branches off the ground and sticks them where his arms should be. She picks grass that's under the snow out of the ground and places them above where his eyes should be, making eyebrows. She then places the remaining of the grass on the snowman's head, making it look like small pieces of hair.
Jack skips around, collecting rocks, and then grins as he and Elsa both place them on the snowman, creating eyes and buttons for the snowman. "I think it looks perfect." Jack says as he takes a step back to admire their work. "What do you think?"
She purses her lips together, narrowing her eyes at the snowman, and folding her arms across her chest. "It's missing something."
Before his question even leaves his mouth, the Guardian snaps his fingers together, "I got it! Give me less than ten minutes, okay? Okay!" Elsa isn't given the chance to question him before he takes off in the air, flying away until she can't see him anymore.
About five minutes later, the Guardian of Winter returns with a crooked grin on his face as he lands right next to the snowman with something in his hand and his staff in his other hand.
"What do you have there?" Elsa asks as she raises an eyebrow as he lifts up his hand to show her what he has, giving her a better look. "Our snowman deserves a nose, no?"
"Oh! That's perfect!" Elsa claps her hands together and smiles happily as Jack places the carrot right where the nose should be. Jack grins as he takes a step back to stand next to Elsa, "There, now it's all done!"
She laces her fingers with his and smiles up at him, nodding her head as snowflakes fall down, hitting softly on her skin, "I love it. Thank you for this."
"Don't thank me, it was my pleasure." He kisses her forehead and then closes his eyes as his lips meet hers. The two of them smile into the kiss as they stand next to their snowman as the snow falls from the starry night, making Elsa feel a little bit better about her past. The snowman representing a new future to them and sealing away her haunted past that she will one day be able to repay her sister and make it up to her.